Spinning Top

Suits step out and stop the world which
Spinning like a top totters
And falls, and rocking to a halt
Listens with intent to the apparatchik 
Who unfurls his ‘Measures’ meant to bolster
Our defence against the unseen ghost

Eyes lifted from plates, children hushed 
All rise to hear the sentence, masseter-taught
With thoughts, stilled we sit hand in hand 
Imagining our fate as we are apt, thrust
Into catastrophe, the lost job, the mortgage
Yet still around our feet the children play, hand in hand

And still it moves among us, interposing
Love and hate, we align, take sides
With science or with faith, by force
Our world is smaller,  we witness unlocking spring
With children’s eyes, cast down we thrive
In details before unseen


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